January 31st, 2022/tales in the winter night

Today’s Prompt: How do you feel when you look at the stars? Remember when Aukai told you stories of his people, how they had ancient star charts, how they used the length between thumb and finger to measure the horizon? He said the stars were really distant suns, some of them other colors. You justContinue reading “January 31st, 2022/tales in the winter night”

Cory’s Story: tell the timeless waters

…this place seems timeless. Magical. Enchanted. Winnie, can you hear me? Cory. Yes. I do hear you. I’m not close enough to the front to see. What’s going on? This desert is red, like Ribbon said. Spoke. Explained. Anything else? Yes. Plenty. I walk, and nothing changes. I am hungry, but continue to walk. IContinue reading “Cory’s Story: tell the timeless waters”

January 24th, 2022/last night I lived in Star Wars

Today’s Prompt: Write about a dream you remember. Until a couple years ago, I was terrible at remembering dreams. Then one rare day in February, I had a dream, and for a reason I don’t quite remember, I decided to write it down. And the next time I had a dream–like a few weeks later–IContinue reading “January 24th, 2022/last night I lived in Star Wars”

January 23rd, 2022/makin’ it full circle

Today’s Prompt: Interview a fictional character. Hi! If you’re looking for an entire, worked-on-for-months short story of one fictional character interviewing another, go check this out. There, I’ve also written intriguing garden symbols and musings about the alphabet and mental health. If by chance you’d like some introductory info before beginning the story, check thisContinue reading “January 23rd, 2022/makin’ it full circle”

Cory’s Story: Ventriloquist

Hi. How are you doing? Do you have a name? Ventriloquist. My name’s Cory. How are you doing? I feel so…alone. I have news for you, then. We’re part of a system. There’s many people here, like Ribbon, or Jasmine, or…maybe we’ll ignore the ski lodge occupants right now. I cannot be alone. Let meContinue reading “Cory’s Story: Ventriloquist”

January 21st, 2022/theorizing on time

Today’s Prompt: If you could, what year would you time travel to and why? Hello, and welcome to theories on time travel! Disclaimer: I’m not a physicist, so all this may be way off base, but it’s what makes sense to my line of reasoning. If you have ideas or theories of your own, I’dContinue reading “January 21st, 2022/theorizing on time”

Cory’s Story: overgrown insanity garden in 6 simple steps

What is going on? You can hear me? You can hear me! Yeah, Cory, nice and loud. Ribbon, thank goodness. We’re in a red desert and I have no idea what’s going on. Red? The last desert was brown. Regardless, could you stop shouting? I’m not trying to shout. It’s just that red deserts aren’tContinue reading “Cory’s Story: overgrown insanity garden in 6 simple steps”

January 17th, 2022/all the superpowers

Today’s Prompt: What is a superpower you’d love to have? I can’t pick. I’m too indecisive. So here’s a poem about all the super powers. Healing powers, rainbow towers, raising earthen golems, writing magic poems, taking flight, glowing bright, hands burning with fire, owning a war bard’s lyre, stealing life by a shadow knife, growingContinue reading “January 17th, 2022/all the superpowers”

Cory’s Story: conversations but as pies

Hello. Nobody can hear you, what do you think you’re doing? Trying to see if anybody can hear me. … Nobody can hear me, I know. I got that. Where do you think they are? You’re asking me? Might as well. Not close to the front, that’s where. Where do you think we are? InContinue reading “Cory’s Story: conversations but as pies”

Cory’s Story: for all the lonely alters

The evidence of pain pulsed across the body, like paint stains. Cory came to, skin stinging, surrounded by shards of metal scattered across rocks. Dull red rocks. He groaned. And stopped groaning, from the shock of the body’s young, girlish voice. Cory pushed himself up, blinking against glimmering sunlight, shoving aside sharp rocks so theyContinue reading “Cory’s Story: for all the lonely alters”